Bottles
My heart is constantly pouring
It flows emotions, feelings, words, and actions
All without my consent
It empties
It overflows
It never stops
I said something stupid
I hurt you
I'm sorry
I will carefully pick up my emotions
I will gently tuck them into bottles
I will set them in a cupboard, row by row
I will lock them up
I will throw away the key
Until you find it again
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